Chapter 18
18
W hile walking back to his condo, Cole held Vanessa’s hand and realized that she felt hot despite the cool outside temperatures. Was this an indication that she was a satyr too like Gabriel had suggested? A thousand scenarios of how to reveal to her what he was whirled around his mind. What would be less traumatizing? Show or tell ? Fuck, this wasn’t easy. He should have asked Gabriel how his current wife had found out what he was, since clearly, she’d accepted him.
Cole recalled that Gabriel had mentioned that his first wife had slashed his face with a knife when she’d seen him naked on their wedding night. Obviously, that hadn’t been the right way to go about it. He was smart enough to learn from other people’s mistakes. Telling Vanessa a few things first was probably the better way to go. Tell it was.
Cole unlocked the door to his condo and ushered Vanessa inside. The moment the door fell shut behind him, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. Her kiss felt even better than her previous ones, because he knew now that she wasn’t doing this for money. Finally, he understood why she’d tasted of innocence that night in the brothel. She was an innocent, not when it came to sex, because she certainly knew how to turn a guy on, but in her heart there was something pure, he could feel it.
Vanessa’s hands were already on his clothes, and as much as he wanted to continue the kiss and toss her on the nearest flat surface to bury himself in her, he had to tell her his secret. She deserved to know what she was getting into. Cole snatched her hands and pulled back, severing the kiss.
She stared at him in surprise, her lips turning into a pout.
“Hold that thought,” he murmured. “I wanna make love to you just as badly, but I need to tell you something first.” He let go of her hands.
“Tell me what?”
Cole filled his lungs with air. If he made a mistake now and scared her with what he planned to tell her, she could leave and refuse to see him again. So much was at risk.
He raked a shaky hand through his hair. “Maybe you should sit down.”
She narrowed her eyes, suspicion coloring her face. “You’re married, aren’t you?”
“Married?” He shook his head vehemently. “No. I’m single, and I’m not dating anybody apart from you.” Fuck, at least he hoped they were dating, and that they would continue to date after he’d told her the truth.
“Then what is it?” She motioned to the boxes in one corner of the living room. “Are you leaving San Francisco. Is that it?”
“I’m not leaving. I’m here to stay. That is if you still want me after what I have to tell you.” He knew he was stalling. What man wouldn’t if he was in the same situation?
Vanessa took his hands into hers. “Of course I want you. I thought I made that perfectly clear.”
Her eyes were big like saucers, and around the green of her irises, a golden hew shimmered seductively.
He exhaled. “I’m crazy about you. I want you to know that. This is not easy for me, but you have a right to know. The reason I didn’t fuck you in the brothel, and then last night here in my place, was because I’m not built like other men.”
Frown lines appeared on her forehead. “Of course you’re not built like other men. You’re a lot taller, a lot more muscular.”
“That’s not it. My, uhm, sex organs are not the same as a regular man’s…”
She rolled her eyes. “I’ve felt your cock, Cole, and trust me, your cock felt perfectly normal, even though you’re bigger than other men. So can we have sex now?”
He lifted his palm to stop her. “That may be the case, but that’s not all of it. There’s more.”
“More what?”
Cole swallowed hard. “Have you ever heard of a satyr?”
Vanessa’s face turned serious, but he couldn’t tell what she was thinking. “Go on.”
“I know most people think satyrs are just part of mythology, but there is an actual medical condition that some men have that can be explained by the myth.” He studied her face for any clues that indicated that she was ready to bolt. So far, it appeared she was still listening. “Anyway, this gene mutation manifests in the male sex organs.” His throat suddenly felt like sandpaper. “As in multiple sex organs.”
Vanessa sucked in a barely audible breath of air, but she didn’t say anything.
“Vanessa, I have two cocks.”
There was a second of silence around them, and neither one of them breathed.
“Show them to me,” she demanded and reached for the waistband of his pants.
Fuck! He hadn’t expected that reaction. Did she think he was making a joke, and wanted to call his bluff?
“Don’t you wanna know more about satyrs, and what you’re getting into?”
To his surprise, a soft smile formed on her lips. “Cole, I know everything about satyrs; I grew up as one. So will you let me undress you now?”
Cole met her gaze, stunned into silence for a moment. “That’s why you feel so hot… you’re in heat.”
Her cheeks flushed in an even deeper red if that was possible.
“Yes, I’m in heat. You must know what I need now.”
She moistened her lips, and the seductive movement sent all his blood from his brain to his groin.
“I do.” He wrapped both arms around her and drew her close to him, before pressing his lips to her mouth.
This time, when her hands were on his waistband, he didn’t stop her and allowed her to open his pants and shove them down. Meanwhile, he tugged at her top and lifted it, then interrupted the kiss to pull the garment over her head. He reached for the waistband of her flowery skirt, and realized that it was elastic, making it easy to pull down. It gathered around her feet.
Cole kicked off his shoes, so he could take off his pants completely, then fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, but only managed to open the top three.
“Fuck it!” he cursed and pulled his shirt over his head, then tossed it on the floor.
Vanessa was still wearing her bra and panties. Today they were black, and she looked sexier than ever. When he felt Vanessa’s hands on his boxer briefs, he sucked in a breath. She lifted her eyes and met his. Without breaking eye contact she shoved his boxer briefs down and he helped her until the garment fell to the floor, and he could step out of it.
Slowly, Vanessa made a step back and lowered her gaze to his groin. He followed her gaze to where his twin erections curved toward his navel.
“They’re beautiful,” she whispered breathlessly.
She touched his upper cock with her fingertips, making him shudder with pleasure, before she wrapped her hand around it, cradling him gently. His eyes fell shut, and his head tipped back, and every worry he’d ever had about Vanessa not accepting him disappeared into thin air.
“I have one more question,” she said.
“You can ask me anything.”
“When did you get your second cock?”
He opened his eyes and met her gaze. For a second, he hesitated, because he knew that she would understand the implications of his answer. But he couldn’t keep this from her. “This morning, less than twelve hours after we had sex in your brother’s house.”
“Oh!” A puff of air rushed from her lungs.
Cole tipped her chin up with his thumb and forefinger. “We’re meant for each other, but I don’t want you to feel pressured into anything you don’t want. I can wait. You’re so young.” She couldn’t be older than twenty-three or twenty-four.
“I’m not as young as I look,” she protested. “And I know exactly what I want.”
“What do you want?”
“Right now? I want to suck your cocks.”
He gasped. He hadn’t expected that. “Fuck!”
She chuckled, already lowering herself, but he snatched her and lifted her into his arms. “How about we have sex in my bedroom for a change?”
“Okay, but I get to suck your cocks first,” she insisted.
As he carried her into his bedroom, he laughed out loud. “Do you seriously think that I would turn that down?” Not a chance in hell.
In the bedroom, he set Vanessa down on her feet.
“Lie down,” she demanded, giving him a little push so he fell backward onto the king-size bed.
Cole watched as Vanessa kicked off her shoes, reached behind her back and opened the clasp of her bra. Like a stripper, she peeled the garment from her body, revealing her perfect breasts. When she hooked her thumbs into her panties and freed herself from them, his mouth went dry, and he felt both his cocks twitch in excitement.
“I’ve never been so turned on in my life,” Cole confessed.
Vanessa lowered herself onto the bed and cast a knowing look at his groin. “That’s pretty evident.” She licked her lips.
He groaned. “Cock tease.”
Vanessa pushed his thighs farther apart and kneeled in the space she’d made for herself. She lowered her head over his erections, then licked first over his upper cock, then his lower one.
His new cock was just as sensitive as his other one. “Fuck!”
In response, the vixen in his bed blew air against his cocks. He caught her smirk when he looked down. “Having fun torturing me? Wait until it’s your turn.”
“But it is my turn,” she said flirtatiously. “My turn to drive you wild.”
“I’d say you’re doing a pretty good job already.”
Vanessa pressed her lips to the tip of his new cock and parted them, sliding down on him. He watched in fascination as his cock disappeared in her mouth. Her tongue slid along the underside of his erection, caressing him, making every cell in his body tingle with excitement. When she began to suck him, he thought for a moment that he would die of a heart attack, because his heart began to thunder in his ears. And as if this wasn’t enough pleasure yet, Vanessa wrapped one hand around the base of his upper cock, and one around his lower one, and tugged on them simultaneously.
He moaned out loud, and cupped her cheeks with his hands, not to force his cock deeper into her mouth, but to be able to withdraw before her caresses made him lose control.
Vanessa lifted her lids and met his gaze, while she licked and sucked his cock as if it was an Olympic discipline, and she was out for gold. There was a golden shimmer around her irises again, and he didn’t know where it came from, because the sun didn’t shine into the bedroom, and none of the lights were on. Maybe he was just imagining it, because she was more beautiful than ever.
Cole caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. A thin sheen of perspiration now covered her face and neck, reminding him that she was in heat and needed him. He was selfish to let her suck him—though he didn’t regret it. He’d never felt anything more amazing than being cradled in her mouth.
When he pulled her head up, and withdrew from her mouth, she looked surprised.
“If you suck me any longer, I’ll come,” he warned.
“How about I suck your other cock?” she asked, and tried to lower her head again.
He gave a quick chuckle. “That’ll have the same effect, babe.”
He pulled her up to him, then rolled them, so she was on her back. When he braced himself over her, Vanessa opened her thighs, welcoming him. Even though nobody had told him what to do with his two cocks in this position, he knew. Maybe it was instinct that led him now to thrust his lower cock into her tight sheath, making his upper one slide over her clit.
Vanessa wrapped her thighs around his hips, pulling him to her. He drew back his hips, then plunged back into her to the hilt. Vanessa’s long eyelashes fluttered, and her lips parted on a moan.
“You feel so good,” she whispered.
“You feel even better.”
Cole dipped his head and captured her lips, while his hips continued to move in a steady rhythm. He kept his tempo moderate, wanting to prolong their lovemaking, but he knew it couldn’t last. Already now, he was teetering on a knife’s edge, holding his climax back with sheer willpower.
Their kiss turned more passionate, and he severed it to take a much-needed breath of air, when he felt Vanessa’s breathing change. She clamped her hands on his ass to force him to fuck her harder. He had no choice but to give in to her demands. She was ruling his body, his mind, and his heart now. And all he wanted was to give her the pleasure she deserved. Was that what love felt like?
He had no chance to contemplate the question, because Vanessa needed his full attention. He felt her stiffen all of a sudden, and her interior muscles spasmed around his lower cock as she came. Another thrust, another slide with his upper cock over her clit, and he climaxed. He felt semen shoot through both his cocks, one filling her pussy, the other ejaculating over her stomach. His twin orgasms sent shockwaves through his body, making him nearly delirious with pleasure. He collapsed, and with his last sane thought, he rolled off her so as not to crush her with his weight.
“Wow,” he managed to say as he turned his head to the side to look at her.
Vanessa’s body was a picture of love. Her skin still glistened, her hair was tangled, her lips bruised from his kisses.
“Yeah, wow.”
She smiled at him and reached for his hand to squeeze it. He lifted her hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.
His life was finally perfect.